The Love Of Money - S01 E279

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The Love Of Money - S01 E279

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 279

Her eyes studied the office’s carpet for the next few moments while I simply watched, trying to find the magic words that would change her mind.

Finally, her gaze returned to me, “This is what I want.”

No magic words came to mind. “You said I didn’t fight for you last time,” I said, trying my damnedest to keep from tearing up.

Shaking her head, Natalie looked away from me and said, “It’s too late for that.”

The tension in the air was suffocating as she stared into the middle distance while I waited for an answer to spring to life in my head. After nearly five minutes of silence, I nodded. “Okay.”

A few minutes later, I climbed into the back of the SUV and shut the door behind me with a dark cloud hanging over my head. Maybe I hadn’t gone into Marduke with complete confidence that Natalie would fall in my arms, but I’d thrown it all out there and felt like she’d nearly chosen me. Being so close to having her and letting her slip through my fingers hurt… a lot.

The SUV lurched in motion toward my apartment, where my chopper was being prepped for the golf course. I had my ‘date’ with Astrid but was no longer in the mood for it; sliding my phone from my pocket, I considered texting her to cancel our plans. Deep down, part of me hated doing that. She seemed like a genuinely cool person that I’d like to get to know better.

“Hey, boss?”

I looked up to see Erin sitting on the bench seat opposite me, watching me with concern.

“Yeah?”

“Mind if I take off the assistant hat for a few minutes and wear the friend hat?”

I sighed and stared out the window as I watched pedestrians whiz by. “I guess.”

“I think you should tell Danni about this.”

Having expected some sort of platitude or other form of sympathy, her words took me by complete surprise. “What?”

Erin inhaled deeply, almost as if she were getting ready for a fight. “Danni’s an amazing woman.”

“I know that,” I said.

“She really likes you. I mean really likes you… enough that she’s willing to share you if that’s what it takes to be in a relationship. That’s huge for any young woman as infatuated as she is.”

“Yeah,” I said, already aware of where she was going with this.

“She only had one stipulation—Natalie.”

Of course Erin knew all the details; she and Danni were friends. It’s how we met, so it made sense that Danielle would have filled her in on all the gory details of our conversation about a potential relationship.

“I haven’t agreed to a relationship,” I said more defensively than I probably needed to.

“No. I know, and I get it. You’ve had feelings for Natalie for a while, and you needed to shoot your shot.”

“How do you know what happened?” I asked.

Erin simply gave me a look that said, ‘Don’t insult me.’

I sighed and rested my head against the glass. “Okay. Yeah.”

“Danni’s a sweet girl, and I think you should be honest about trying to try for Natalie before making a decision. If you start a relationship with her, she should know she’s the consolation prize.”

I winced. That was a really harsh way of phrasing it, and I didn’t think it was entirely fair. “She’s not a consolation prize, Erin.”

Erin shrugged. “If you say so. I’d rather Danni decide that for herself.”

“I don’t want to talk about this anymore.”

“Just… let me finish this?”

With my head still resting against the window, I rolled my eyes toward her expectantly.

“Danni’s one of the sweetest, kindest women I know. She deserves the best.”

“I know,” I said, annoyed. It was like Erin was her older sister or something.

“You’re the best,” Erin continued, “Believe me when I say I know rich people, and almost all of them suck. Even I suck—I can be a selfish bitch. I’m not saying you don’t have your faults, but you care… sometimes a little too much. I’m just asking you to tap into that for Danni and be honest with her.”

We continued in silence for a full ten minutes as I considered her words. Finally, I asked, “Do you think I should pursue a relationship with Danni?”

“Do you love her?” Erin asked.

“I could easily fall in love with her,” I answered.

“I know what you mean,” Erin said with a bit of a smile, and I wondered for the first time just how Erin felt about her best friend. Danni had confessed to not being interested enough in women to be in a relationship with one. Was there some unrequited feelings going on with my assistant?

She continued, “Part of me thinks that it might be worth pursuing if you like her enough—especially if love is on the table. I think you’re getting mixed up in a lot of things that are gonna to be hard for a girl like Danni to handle, though. It might be better for her if you left her alone. She’s almost too good for the world you’re living in.”

“Thanks for the insight,” I said.

Erin gave me a sympathetic smile. “Sorry, boss. I can’t tell you what to do. Not in my job de***********ion. More of the other way around.”

That last thought was said with a gleam of mischief in her eyes, and my troublemaking Erin was back as if she’d never left.

“Are we okay?” I asked.

“Oh, we are definitely okay, sir.”

“Even if Danni’s heart gets broken?” I asked.

“Depending on how things go down, I might be disappointed in you,” Erin said, “But if you told me to, I’d drop on my knees and put your cock down my throat before her tears dried.”

My cock stirred at the suggestion, and Erin broke out in a grin as she noticed my pants beginning to tent.

“That doesn’t make you a bad friend, does it?”

“Nope,” she said, her eyes still fixed on my crotch. “Don’t worry about me and Danni. We’ve been friends for years, and whatever happens between you two won’t change that.”

I nodded, leaned back against the seat, and closed my eyes, thinking about the conversation with Natalie, savoring that last kiss we’d shared before I left her office. Then Danni came to mind, reminding me of the last night we shared together… me licking champagne off her body, taking her ass, and making love to her multiple times during that night of celebration. I laid back, contemplating what I should tell her… if I could pursue a relationship with her. If it was fair to even entertain starting something with her while still in mourning over what might have been with Natalie.